A/N: Well, I tried posting two new updates today, but failed lol so I only bring you one... for now. Tomorrow however, I'm not sure at what time during the day, but there will be another update on this one, as well as the last chapter to my last installment of ff's based on the Lethal Weapon films. Happy reading and as always thank you for you're endless support! :)


CHAPTER 9:

The Smell of Bacon

Emma's hand moved down as her body slowly began shifting in bed. Her body deliciously sore. Her features shining as rays of sun made their way in through the bedroom window, hitting her skin with delicacy. A smile making itself known as images of their moment in the theater room as long as their many moments in the bedroom played in the back of her mind. She never imagined it ever being this way. For years she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, not since that horrific incident. Ever since she was raped, the thought of anyone touching her in anyway would cause her body to cringe.

Now, Regina Mills changed all that.

You really do like the rough stuff, don't you? the brunette's words played over and over in her mind, demanding an answer from herself.

Yes, she did. Why deny what was so evident all throughout the night? She was finally taken- fucked in many different ways by Regina and loved, that's right, loved every second, minute and hour of it. There wasn't a place in her body that Regina's hands, nails, lips, teeth and tongue did not explore. Just as there wasn't a single part of the brunette's body Emma herself didn't explore.

Her eyes looked down at a sleeping brunette as her hand all but landed on the woman's bicep as Regina's arm rested around her form. Emma could see how calmly the woman's back would raise with every soft breath she took. Visible small cuts, which were caused by Emma's nails, coming to light as the rays of sun landed right on the woman's back. Emma had never seen anyone look more sexy and beautiful all at once as they slept. I mean, really, it should be a crime to always look as good as Regina did.

Green eyes studied every bit of her, how her body rested comfortably on hers, fitting together just like two puzzle pieces. The way the bed sheets delicately rested just below the woman's waist, with just a tease of her ass exposed.

Emma's fingers softly buried themselves in between the sleeping brunette's hair. Slowly and softly stroking it as it shined beautifully with each ray of sunlight that was lucky enough to come in contact with it in this bright and beautiful morning. She brushed away strands of hair from Regina's face, her hand suddenly jerking back as she heard that all too familiar low, husky voice.

"Good morning, Emma."

Emma's hand continued to softly brush at Regina's hair, even as brown eyes looked up her way, "Good morning, Regina. Hungry?" she asked.

Regina's lips were quick to curve upward into a smirk as she was quick to start placing kisses on the blonde's stomach, "Ravenous." she whispered, which caused Emma to chuckle.

"I meant for food."

"That too." replied Regina, her lips as well as her hands already feasting on Emma's skin.

"What would you like?" asked Emma.

Regina's head snapped up to attention as her eyebrows shot up in surprise, "You can cook?"

Emma's brow shot up next, "I know my way around a kitchen, yes. What would your highness like this fine morning?"

Regina chuckled at the blonde's attempt in mocking Sidney's seriousness, "Eggs?" she asked.

Emma nodded, looking at how the brunette's eyes lit up, very much like a child's, "How would you like them?" she asked.

"Sunny side up. Could you make bacon as well?" the brunette asked, already salivating the mental taste in her mouth of crisp bacon.

"Anything you desire." Emma tried her best to make her voice sound seductive, really mocking the way Regina talked to her all night.

"Wonderful. I'll go shower and get ready for work in the meantime."

Emma couldn't help but feel a little let down as the brunette simply shot up from the bed, walking in all her naked glory towards the bathroom as the door closed in place. Because, yes, Emma Swan had become addicted to Regina Mills.


As Regina made her way into the kitchen, all dressed and ready for work, she truly enjoyed the sight of Emma as she stood before the stove, wearing the brunette's bathrobe once again. That had become Regina's favorite sight of the blonde. Apart from her nakedness, of course. Her eyes feasted on the very movement of the blonde's hips as they danced around to the rhythm of the music that was playing throughout the kitchen. She couldn't help to walk closer as her arms automatically wrapped around the blonde's waist, causing Emma to jump a little as she wasn't expecting for her to be there.

"That smells divine." Regina whispered near the blonde's ear, her chin resting on her shoulder as she cooked, while her hands soon began working the straps to the bathrobe undone. Parting it open in one quick motion.

As Emma cracked an egg into the pan, while the bacon kept on cooking, she couldn't help as to release a small gasping sound at the feel of the brunette's hand, as it slowly began moving down south. "I wouldn't do that while I'm cooking. Unless you want me to serve you a burnt breakfast." she bit her lip as she felt those magical fingers start to work at her clit.

"Don't you dare burn my breakfast." Regina purred into the blonde's ear as this time, she inserted one finger into her, as the blonde released yet another gasp, with only the sound of breakfast cooking along with Pusher Love Girl playing throughout the kitchen.

Emma moaned as she felt a second finger make its way inside her, her head leaning back with instant pleasure.

"Focus, Emma." that caused the brunette to smirk, as Emma's head snapped back up, her attention falling on the second egg she had been holding as she cracked it into the pan, as well as turned a strip of bacon over on a second pan. "Don't break the yolk." she warned again, watching as the egg fell on to the hot pan.

"Regina…" Emma sighed, followed by a moan as she remained trapped between the brunette, (who was continuously fucking her) and the stove.

"I do so love it when you say my name." Regina whispered, already as aroused as Emma was while she had her trapped between herself and the stove. She brought up her left hand, as it began pleasing an already hardened nipple, while her right began moving in and out faster and faster.

Another moan was released from Emma, her hips moving along with the brunette's hand, unable to control herself any longer. Her eyes closing as she bit down on her bottom lip. Regina didn't need a strap on to make her feel this good, and she knew the brunette knew that. She was beyond wet and it surprised her. How could anyone make her get this aroused by simply breathing? Being addicted to Regina Mills was an understatement. She didn't just need to be fucked by this woman. She needed her presence, the scent of her perfume that made itself known as soon as she walked into a room, those eyes that could make you float on a cloud. Her touch that could bring goosebumps to her entire body.

Hell, if Regina was a rock star traveling the entire globe on tour, she'd be her groupie.

Regina's hand kept up its fast rhythm, her hips grinding along the blonde's ass. Her free hand moving away from Emma's bare breasts as it tightened around her throat, causing her to throw her head back as she bit down hard on her pulse point.

"Fuck, Regina!" Emma shouted, her eyes closing tightly as that spot on her neck was still tender from every single bite Regina had taken to it. But, she couldn't help to come right after. As for Regina, the spot between her legs had erupted to the very sound of her name being called out as the woman she held prisoner in her arms deliciously orgasm all over her hand.

They were so wrapped up in each other's moment that they neglected to notice right away that the bacon had been burnt. The yolk on the eggs were broken and had already stuck to the pan.

"Is that burnt bacon I smell?" asked the brunette, her voice remaining low and husky.

"Shit." Emma whispered, looking down at the burnt food before her, her head resting back on the brunette's shoulder. The clattering of the spatula sounding on the pan as she finally let go of it.

Regina chuckled, "Don't worry about breakfast. I really must get going."

Emma turned to face Regina as she was walking away, "But… you're still going to punish me later, right?" she actually pouted.

Regina chuckled, loving that Emma was just as anxious for a punishment just as she was, "You can be certain of that, dear." she winked, making her way out of the kitchen.


Regina's eyes fell on the breakfast tray that was placed before her, as Graham placed it on her desk, "Breakfast for lunch?" he chuckled, "You're lucky the diner across the street serves it for 24 hours."

"Thank you, Graham." Regina lifted up the lid off the container as Graham soon walked out, leaving her to enjoy her breakfast. She couldn't help but smile as the scent of the bacon hit her nostrils. The smell bringing back memories of this morning in the kitchen, already causing that puddle between her thighs to grow bigger. She would never be able to look at bacon the same way again without getting turned on. Of that she was sure.

"Well, look at you. I've never seen anyone smile so happily over their breakfast before." Regina's eyes looked up at Kathryn as she entered her office, helping herself the seat before her.

"Good morning, Kathryn." said Regina, placing her fork with eggs inside her mouth.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your meal, but there's something that I need to discuss with you." Kathyn's hands remained on her lap as she continued, "As your financial adviser, I was going over your bank statements and noticed that you took out a large sum, transferring it over a bank account in Newark."

"What's your point, Kathryn?" Regina asked, sitting calmly behind her desk.

Kathryn's brow raised, "Two million dollars, Regina? Now, I'm no one to question what you do with your money, but two million… that's a shit load of money to transfer over." she paused, "Does this have anything to do with Em?"

"Emma." Regina was quick to correct her.

"Em and I have become very good friends. She's okay with me calling her that." Kathryn stated, "What's going on, Regina? Because it seems too fishy to me that exactly when you transferred those two million dollars into that other bank account, Emma comes into your life and turns up living with you."

"That's none of your business, Kathryn." she held up an index finger in warning, "I'm warning you. Back off. Last time I checked I was the employer and you the employee."

Kathryn's brow raised as she scoffed, "You don't scare me Regina Marie Mills. And, you better than anyone knows that I'm just going to keep digging until I find out what's really going on here. Unless…" she gasped, looking into the brunette's already pissed off eyes, "Regina, did you buy her?"

Regina's features turned cold, remaining silent as she removed her glasses from her face.

"Oh… my God. You did." the blonde's eyes never leaving Regina's, "Didn't you?"

Silence.

"How- Regina, you can't just buy a person."

"I helped her get out of a bad situation. It was either me or someone far worse." Regina finally came clean, seeing as there was no other choice in the matter. "That bar that you recommended me, turned out to be a real shady establishment. Besides, she needs that money, if not she wouldn't be doing this."

"Well, have you ever asked Emma how she feels about this crazy situation?" asked Kathryn.

"We've never actually discussed it. I keep to my business, she keeps to hers." replied the brunette.

"Then, maybe it's about time you find out. I mean, if she accepted this for two million, there has to be a good reason behind it. Don't you think? I would find out if I were you."

"Mills." entered Killian, not at all caring to greet the blonde sitting before him.

"Ugh, I'll leave you to today's pain the ass." the woman stood, pushing her way by Killian, "Suddenly, I'm starting to feel very nauseous."

Killian's head turned as he checked out the blonde's ass, with a smirk to him.

"What do you want, Jones?" asked Regina, feeling more upset than she had been already. Even more so after her breakfast had turned cold, losing her appetite all together.

Killian helped himself to the seat before her, "What? Can't I just come by to say hi to my good friend?"

"You and I haven't been friends for a long time and you know it." Regina stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh, come on, Regina. You aren't still pissed about that whole Amber situation, are you?" he continued even after Regina was giving him a death stare, "It was an honest mistake. I told you she was just after your money and proved it. She just wanted a good-"

"I would strongly advise you to not finish that sentence." she held up her index finger in warning, "Get out or I'll throw you out."

Killian held up his hands in defense as he stood from the chair, "This is the thanks I get for my attempt at having a chit chat with you?" he buttoned up his suit, "By the way, wait until you see my date for the charity ball. She's to die for." he smirked, taking his leave right after.

Regina sighed, rubbing her temples as she leaned forward on her desk. Kathryn's words sounding in her head about Emma's motives for taking the money. She was right. The time she had brought that subject up she frankly didn't care to know the reason behind, but now it was different. In the short time she's known Emma, the more she observed her- she really didn't seem like the type to go after money out of interest. She had still allowed her to dispose of her black card anytime she wanted and never once did Emma buy anything else she didn't really need, besides her clothes. She needed to know- wanted to know. If Emma needed help with something that was seriously going on, she wanted to do what her mother would have done had she known her.

Regina picked up her desk phone, dialing a number as a voice was quick to answer on the other end.

"Mark Sherman." a male voice said.

"Mr. Sherman, This is Regina Mills. I'm in need of your services, I need you to find out all you can about a young woman that lives in Newark. She goes by Emma Swan." said Regina, her tone professional.

"Age?"

"27."

"Very good. I should be able to give you plenty of information soon with that bit of information. You'll hear from me soon with the answers you seek to know, Ms. Mills."

"Thank you. I look forward to your call." Regina hung up, suddenly feeling anxious to get answers. She knew that if she were to ask Emma, she wouldn't dare tell her anything.


Regina sat back in her seat inside her Mercedes as Sidney soon drove home. She had decided to leave a little earlier today, not at all in the mood to deal with seeing Killian's face around there any longer than she wanted to. Plus, with the little fun that took place in the kitchen this morning, she was still looking forward to continuing it.

"Sidney." she called to the man as he looked her over, "Have the staff leave early today. I want to have some alone time with Emma."

"Em isn't home, ma'am. She went out with Ms. Kathryn for the day. So I was told." Sidney informed the brunette, who immediately grew upset.

"Have you forgotten your place, Sidney? Her name is Emma."

Sidney nodded, "My apologies, ma'am. But, she asked me to call her that."

Regina lip twitched in anger. She didn't really understand why she was so angry because of that, well… maybe it was because she was the one who bought her. She's been intimate with her in many forms already- she's been inside of her, she'd think Emma would also give her that privilege to call her by her nickname. What was so different, really? Why couldn't she call her Em? She wanted to, damn it. She wanted to be closer to her, much more than they've already been.

As Sidney placed the car in park, Regina didn't wait for the man to step out and open the door for her. She just stormed out of the car herself, slamming the door in place. Okay, so it wasn't Sidney's fault. She knew that she had no right to be angry at him. He was just following orders that were given to him by Emma.

She paced back and forth by the front door, trying to calm herself before Emma set foot through those very doors. The staff already gone as she so discovered as soon as she arrived home. Her eyes shortly falling on a startled blonde as she walked through one of the doors.

"Oh! Regina, I didn't know you were getting out early today." said Emma, holding on to different sets of shopping bags.

"Obviously." Regina mumbled under her breath, her eyes never leaving Emma's, "Where the hell have you been?"

"Out with Kathryn. She called me and insisted we'd go shopping for this Charity Ball you are attending this weekend."

"Well, you could have called me." Regina snarled, "You're supposed to let me know where you are at all times, remember?"

Emma placed her bags down off to the side as she took notice in the vein on the brunette's forehead ready to pop. "Bad day?"

Regina inhaled a sharp breath, releasing it soon after as her hands were still resting on her hips, "You could say that."

Emma chose to say no more words for she just walked up to the brunette as her arms automatically wrapped around her form, placing a kiss directly on the brunette's lips. A kiss that soon turned fairly heated as the brunette's arms pulled the blonde in more towards her.

Emma couldn't help but grunt into their kiss, "God, I've missed you too." she murmured in between their shared kiss.

Regina was quick to break their kiss as she guided the blonde towards the living room, holding on to her hand. Only to be surprised as Emma was the one who pushed her back, as her body collapsed on the couch. Dark, lustful eyes staring down as Emma all but kneeled in front of her as pale hands undid her pants in one quick motion. She yanked as rough as possible, as well as the woman's panties as her mouth quickly went to work on her already soaked sex. Resulting in a hissing sound by the brunette as her hand rested on top of Emma's head.

"Fuck." she moaned, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as it rested back on the couch. Her hand urging the blonde to keep going as her hips already bucked with her rhythm. "My God, your mouth feels amazing, darling." another moaned was released as she felt just how Emma's tongue licked at her clit, as it sucked all at the same time.

Emma inserted two fingers as her mouth kept up its amazing work, causing the brunette to hiss once again as it was followed by yet another moan as she felt teeth, gently bite down on the already hardened pearl. Followed by circular motions by her tongue as she soothed it but stimulated it all at once. The thrust in her fingers only become rougher as her tongue got quicker.

Regina couldn't help to look down at the blonde as she kept up her work. And, what a beautiful sight it was to see her between her legs.

"Fuck, baby…" she moaned as she now felt as if her ovaries would explode at any given moment, her hand tightening around golden locks, "I'm gonna… come."

She heard what sounded like a sweet moan coming from Emma's mouth as it vibrated all over her now drenched sex as the brunette was quick to come undone inside the blonde's mouth. Her hips roughly grinding upward against the blonde's mouth as she felt how Emma drank her in whole.

"What in the world was that?" asked Regina, her chest rapidly raising up and down as she remained breathless, "I didn't teach you to do that."

Emma wiped at her mouth as she remained kneeled before her, "My best friend, Ruby." she shrugged shyly, "We talked recently and she's been giving me some pointers." her green eyes suddenly grew with worry, "Did you not like it?"

Regina chuckled as she looked down at Emma before her, bringing up her hand as her index finger and thumb cupped the blonde's chin, "Like it?" she shook her head, "I loved it, Em."

Emma's brows furrowed at the mention of her nickname as it made its way out of the brunette's lips, "Why did you call me that?"

"Does it matter what I call you? Can I not use that to refer to you like everyone else?" Regina asked, taking notice in the blonde's sudden change.

"No. You can't." Emma shot up quickly from the ground as she began to walk away.

Regina was quick to follow behind her, demanding an explanation for her sudden change, "Why the hell can't I? You allow Kathryn and even Sidney to call you by your nickname but I- the person who constantly fucks you isn't allowed to?"

"That's right!" Emma shouted, turning to face an angry brunette.

"Why?" Regina shouted, hands placed on her hips.

"Because you and I aren't the same, Regina. You are my boss, while Kathryn and Sidney are exactly to my level. We are all employees who are supposed to be ready to cater to your every need." Emma stood with her hands on her hips. She wasn't really angry at her, but herself. Despite the fact that it had taken her completely by surprise Regina even wanted to use her nickname, it also scared her. Because allowing her to use her nickname would be a dangerous thing to do. It would be letting Regina in far too close to her heart.

"That's not right for you to say." replied Regina, as that's all she could reply to that.

Emma shrugged, "It is what it is, Regina. It is what it is."

Soon after the blonde rushed upstairs, as the door was heard being slammed again in place, leaving a puzzled Regina all alone.